Svklimkin from Pixabay
I look at you
Hope in my soul.
This can be love
But not now.
You look at me
Lust in your eyes.
A wish for more
from my fire.
Our lips meet
Slow and sure.
What a rush
To feel good.
Pure fate
You and me.
Soon to be love
But not yet.
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Lynn Fenske
I've always been a writer. Copywriter. PR writer. Journalist. Occasionally I make stuff up.
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Ah, the anticipation. The longing! Well done 💖
that one made me a little uhh, wow nice story! Read mine too https://vocal.media/fiction/an-irrevocable-dream-about-a-mermaid